He had three whole dollars
A worn out car
And a wife who was
Leaving for good
Life's made of trouble
Worry pain and struggle
She wrote goodbye in
The dust on the hood
How's It Gonna End
(Waits/Brennan)
Tom Waits
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John Vachon
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John Vachon

He looked at the drunk's back. The drunk was playing checkers with his empty glasses. The new customer looked at me, then he looked along the line of half-booths at the other side of the place. They were all empty. He came on in, down past where the drunk sat swaying and muttering to himself, and spoke to the bar kid.
Raymond Chandler
Red Wind
1938